The Reborn Girl’s Path to Glory

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The queen mother did not want her beloved grandson to be delayed in her wedding period. Although she had been to the office, Jian Pingyu, despite her toughness and strength, had no choice but to "sit up" after receiving the secret.

The old man sent his wife to die prematurely, and Mrs. Xu continued to die more than a decade ago. She never married again.

Nowadays, although there are several aunts serving, but in the event of major events, the eldest son Jian Li worry about presiding over the situation.

Jian Liyou sent his confidant old servant Xingye to the imperial capital and cried to the princess and his wife of the Kingdom of Jin: "The old lady was suddenly ill this time, and the famous doctors near and far had passed it. Slowly, she said that she was rejuvenating, but she refused to prescribe any medicine. The old man was so anxious that he couldn't sleep comfortably and couldn't swallow. Fang heard a way out some days ago. The way is this. It is better to ask the younger generations to get married immediately, and the joy will be angered, and naturally it will be fine. "

It happens, "Although Grandpa has a rich son at his knees, he is either already home or is not yet young! This is a matter of joy, and it cannot be replaced by a child of the branch, but he can only send an old slave to come, please His Royal Highness Princess and two The master greeted the wife for the two sons! "

Princess Jin Guochang understood it, but she had not spoken yet, and Jian Likang said: "Yi's marriage needs to be reconsidered. Ah Xu is a young child and cannot go beyond his elder brother. It's better to let his three brothers continue the string. After all, since the third sibling had a difficult time giving birth, he was alone and did n’t even have a room for his servant. Seeing it was deserted! ”

"You want to continue the string for the third brother?" The long princess turned to look at him, her eyes were extremely cold, and her voice seemed to squeeze out a little bit from the gap between her teeth. "Who are you going to tell the third brother? No one skimmed-Big Brother is the safest person, but even he is worried about the difficulty of sleeping and eating. The situation of Dad can be imagined! You actually put Axu and Yixiao, a ready-made pair, to ignore it, and plan to be slow. Go find a good wife for the third brother! Is there anyone who does this ?! "

Jian Likang was scolded by her face, her heart was full of indignation, and she took a deep breath several times before holding it, stiffly, "I was unconscious."

"Stupid thing!" Princess Jin Guochang sneered and ignored him, only changing the face with Yan Yue, and the old servant who could not wait to get into the brick seam with his head down, "For the children and grandchildren, how can you sit and watch your parents suffer? You can rest assured that this palace will go to discuss it with Princess Wei in person tomorrow, and it will make Dad and his elderly peaceful! "

Wei Mengying was worried that a good son-in-law was flying away. The princess went to the door and said that the wedding was still normal. She was too late to be happy. How could she have an opinion?

As for public opinion, Baishan is the first. Under the banner of "expecting his grandfather to recover soon," no one can say that Jian Xubai crossed his brother to get married, but praised his filial piety.

So, on September 15th, Song Yi laughed out of the cabinet as scheduled.

The wedding was in the evening. In order to ensure the physical strength of today, she was not called until noon-due to sufficient sleep, she sat in front of the dressing table and took a picture of herself, but she saw that the pink skin was red, crystal-toned, and dewy. Peach-like, lined with bright eyes and bright teeth, like eyebrows, it is really soft and beautiful.

The woman who specially invited her to make-up her face boasted: "Does this newcomer need to dress up? If you open your face and go straight out, you are all over the country!"

On such a big day today, Wei Mengying will be there to check the scene, and she said with a smile: "Who doesn't want the icing on the cake in a good day? But I can count on your skillful hands to let my son go out gloriously!"

"Miss will be glorious enough," the woman laughed. "I don't know who is so lucky?"

Naturally, she told her that the groom was the patriarch of the state of Yan—the woman actually knew it long ago, and deliberately asked, the picture is this would say well, “Ah! That ’s a perfect match! The appearance of a talented woman is a perfect match!”

Everyone loves to hear the good news. Wei Mengying was clear about her little tricks, but in a hurry, she was asked to take a pair of gold dumplings and put them in a purse to give her: "By borrowing your good words, you are also happy. Come on! "

The woman thanked the reward with a smile and asked someone to get water to clean her hands. Then she opened the fat powder and started dressing Song Yixiao. Wei Mengying also put forward various suggestions in the middle, so she worked while negotiating, and returned to work from time to time.

Song Yi laughed like a puppet. After being fiddled with for two hours, he heard a voice: "Alright!"

She felt relieved, and was immediately urged by Wei Mengying, pushing her arm: "Look at yourself, if you are not satisfied, change it when you have time!"

Song Yi looked at the mirror with a smile—Hibiscus face, peach blossom cheeks, eyebrow trimming, apricot eyes, waves, cherry-like lips, water, luster, and beauty, just in line with Wei Mengying's request Inexhaustible lady with beautiful light and beautiful hair.

...... Naturally there is no opinion.

"Then change clothes!" Wei Mengying nodded.

Huayin Zhai Yi was carefully lifted up-the Duke of Simple White-collar Workers, distinguished status, wife Yvrong, Song Yixiao can be crowned with flowers and nine trees, two Boss, Jiu, taking Zhai, embroidered Zhai Jiuzhong, 黼Collared with jade belt, the whole set is luxurious and luxurious.

After dressing, Wei Mengying commanded: "Raise your hand and let me take a turn."

Song Yixiao acted in accordance with his words. After stopping, he saw the unequivocal admiration in his mother's eyes: "Thousands of manners, that's it!"

"Mother!" She was coy.

"What's shy?" Wei Mengying smiled. "It's not beautiful to be a bride. How do you usually see people?"

"What the princess and mother-in-law said was that the lady should not be humble." Everyone echoed, "Isn't this lady just charming and graceful?"

Laughing at the crowd and complimenting Song Yixiao, Wei Mengying calculated the time in his heart, and implied that they stepped down: "I alone tell you to laugh!"

There were only two mothers and daughters left in the room. Wei Mengying motioned for her daughter to come to her, and took care of her skirt and gown, staring at her youthful face for a moment, and her eyes became wet: "In the past six years, My son is about to marry! "

Regardless of whether she was sincere or not, such a sentence made Song Yixiao cry immediately: yes, she is going to marry—what she had longed for in previous lives was to go to the court.

Not looking forward to a good marriage, nor admiring which boy, just trying to break away from the Song family and those people!

But in the end, he failed to do so, but with a full of grief and indignation, in the Qianfu's point of view, drowning.

In this life, before reaching the tragedy, he has put on his wedding dress.

Even though her husband-in-law has said that she does not admire her, she is more beautiful than her previous life.

"I can't bear my mother!" The sorrows of despair and suffocation when drowning in the past are still remembered. This life will be the fear and hope of a woman, and Song Yi burst into tears without knowing it.

She bit her tongue hard, suppressing the turbulent mood, and said what should be said at the moment, "I really really want to!"

"Mother can't bear you." Wei Mengying didn't know her daughter's true mood, watching her tears look like rain, all she said was nostalgia for herself, both joy and rest assured, while wiping her with tears, she said, "Only How can you cry with good makeup? I'll ask someone to make up for you later ... Fortunately, you'll marry in the capital and don't live with your mother-in-law. In the future, often come back to see your mother, ah? "

Song Yi smiled and nodded.

"I remember when you were a kid, I was only a little older ..." Wei Mengying held her back, remembering the past with tender words-just the warmth she thought, but for Song Yixiao who was abandoned by her in the previous life, it was an indescribable irony. .

"Mother, don't you say it!" After bearing it for another, Song Yixiao finally interrupted unbearably. Seeing Wei Mengying's expression was sorrowful, he took a deep breath and made a concerned expression. In the past, what if I was emotional and not good for my brother or sister? "

My daughter is afraid that she remembers her mischief with Ponzi's old thing? Wei Mengying was relieved, and patted her back comfortably: "Don't worry, because the mother is doing well now, unhappy, it will only be those who don't see us!"

For example, Song Yuan and Ponzi!

"But Niang is working very hard these days ..." Song Yi laughed at the corners of her mouth, suppressing the annoyed mood, and coquettishly asked her to take care of herself-this trick was very effective, which prevented Wei Mengying from continuing to recall the past, but also let her Feeling good.

The mother and daughter coaxed each other to urge Wei Mengying: "Guests have come a lot. There are several ladies. Mother Bo can't say hello. You need to go there in person."

Wei Mengying was reluctant to appease her daughter: "It's time to teach you. I said it before. Don't be too nervous. You should be good at it. You are all good, and Jane chooses his wife in person. Why ca n’t he admit it? Maybe I don't like you ... just follow the instructions your mother taught you to do! "

Seeing Song Yixiao bowing his head and indicating that he had made a note, he left in three steps.

After all, there is a difference between men and women-Han Xia Xiaozhu is inevitable that there are some sorrows that separate from others, but it is a pure joy in the Yan government.

Princess Jin Guochang smiled and looked down at the youngest son in the hall, with pity in her eyes: "Axu married his wife, he is an adult. Up and down this house, I want you to support it!"

"No matter how grown up, I am also a son in front of my mother." Jian Xubai's wedding dress is a crown, a Tsing Yi dress, embroidered with nine chapters, a dazzling bead, and a guide of beautiful jade—a dress passed down from ancient times, The wordless towering that settled in the years can not be worn by everyone.

However, she was born with noble and noble honour, and she was used to arrogance since she was a child. This dress has become more and more elegant and magnificent. Only the word "expensive" can be described.

At this moment, raising his sleeves and raising his eyes, Yingyingyuli, but coquettishly smiling, "Mother can't hurt me because I married my wife!"

"You are the mother-in-law, why is the mother unwilling to hurt you?" The princess was more proud when he looked at him, and couldn't help feeling the emotion. By touching the edge of the flower, she pressed the corner of her eyes calmly, Fang laughed. Martyrdom, "but you are also a state official, this state of Yan state is your industry ..."

Having said that, I suddenly heard a "snap" and interrupted her in a high and low manner-but Jian Likang, who was sitting next to her, set aside the tea bowl with a calm face.

The princess frowned. "What's the matter with you? A Xu is about to welcome his wife into the door, and you don't say a word?"

"I'm marrying a daughter-in-law and not a daughter." Jian Likang didn't raise his eyelids and said lightly, "Just a kiss, no way out of the capital, what are the steps to take?"

At this moment, being a dad to say such a thing is very disappointing.

The expression of Princess Jin Guochang was distorted a bit, but looking at the younger son of Xia Xia's wronged eyes, he took a deep breath and held back, and smiled round the field: "Although there is a habit of making the groom difficult, but such a talent Look, why did your Yue family make things difficult? No wonder your father is not worried. "

Glancing at the copper leak, "The hour is approaching, you go down and pack up, ready to meet your relatives, mother waiting for your husband and wife to come back!"

"Yes!" Jian Xubai lost all of his previous spirits, and almost went down with his head down.

The lonely back of the younger son saw the princess of the Kingdom of Jin distressed. It is estimated that after he walked away, he no longer covered up, and stood up, snatched the dust from the hand of the inner servant next to him, and drew on Jian Likang: Who do you want to show your face to? Ah? To whom !? The day when the child is so happy doesn't have a good voice, is n’t it? Is it because you do n’t want to live?!? "

But the elder princess with big hair did not know, and Jane returned to her normal color when she went out. She just ticked the corner of her mouth, revealing a gloat: in the face of her mother and mother, dare to show him his face? The princess of the Kingdom of Jin can be called a kind mother, but she is not a good wife in conscience!

Over the years, he has never learned to please his father, but the method of coquettishly competing with his mother in front of her mother has been a trick to master!

Want to be unkind, have you asked his mother?

Putting together her own father, Jian Xubai was in a good mood and embarked on the road of welcoming her relatives--because Song Yixiao was not the flesh of Hengshan Wangfu, and after she married, it may not be a good thing for many people in Wangfu, so The palace was too lazy to toss, so it meant that Song Yi laughed out and devoted himself to entertaining the guests.

Since it was so smooth to welcome here, in order to meet Zhunjiji, the team even detoured on the way back to the Yan State Mansion.

Moments before the hour, Huajiao landed.

The handkerchief tied with a knot was stuffed into Song Yixiao's hands, and the slight strength and whispered reminders left and right introduced her step by step into the main hall of Yan Guo Gongfu.

The prime minister's singing is loud and melodious--

"Who worships heaven and earth!"

"Xing!"

"Thank you Gaotang!"

"Xing!"

"Couple worship!"

"Xing!"

The delicate embroidered robes brushed the clean and dusty ground again and again, and when they bowed their heads, they beaded and beaded, and mixed with the noisy drum music and noisy vocals. Whether it is simple or white, or Song Yi laughs, the mood is too complicated to say.

It was a kind of blankness that seemed to be filled to the extreme but empty when trying to describe it.

Like a dream, like a fantasy, a sober heart has an overwhelming helplessness.

The time of this life, the blessings of this world, after this wedding, they will all spend together and play together-all glory and glory, all losses.

"Bearing hair and knowing the king, you should end in the old age." In the sitting tent, Song Yi smiled quietly watching the Quanfu people condense themselves with the simple white ray of green silk, earning solemnly a reward, Unexpectedly, I remembered the poems I had read before.

However, raising my eyes to see the simple, white and calm eyes, the simple expectation has also turned into a flash of self-deprecation and alertness, "The past life is far away, this life has changed, but now, it is only just now Start!"

Marriage of "love without doubt" or just staying with the fate, but since becoming the hostess of the Yan State Mansion ...

Song Yixiao looked back, silently thinking about the various teachings of his mother before he came out of the court.

Who doesn't want to live well?